
EXT. NEW YORK CITY - MIDTOWN - DAY
BEN, a 24-year-old Korean-American male dressed in jeans a black sweatshirt and black hoodie, is walking down Sixth Avenue. He’s carrying his lunch in a plastic bag with Chinese characters on it. It’s lunchtime and the streets are alive with tourists and office workers all looking for something to eat.
As he approaches his building he sees a Chinese delivery man on a bike nearly get hit by oncoming traffic. The delivery man then chains his bike to a light post with incredible efficiency and runs into the nearby building.
INT. THE HIPPODROME - LOBBY
Ben enters the building that the delivery man had also just entered. There’s a security guard at the front desk in the lobby talking to the delivery man.
SECURITY GUARD
Oh man, another one… Delivery?
(Louder) YO, Delivery!?
Ben looks up to realize that the guard is talking to him.
BEN
Uh… no.
Perhaps thinking that Ben can’t speak English, the guard yells even louder.
SECURITY GUARD
YO! Delivery! Over here!
(to somebody else) The second delivery guy is here.
Annoyed, Ben ignores the guard and walks to the elevators.